A Little Help from a Snake // Tomarry

47: Sixteen Going on Seventeen

Reposted: December 10, 2021

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Summary: Tomalongadingdong is sixteen now!

"Sirius Orion Black, if you don't get off of me this instant, I will hex your balls off," Tom grumbled.

"Wow, you don't even recognize your boyfriend whom you've shared a bed with? How disappointing," said a voice that was most definitely not Sirius.

Tom opened his eyes to see Harry sitting on him, their noses almost touching. "This is a nice surprise to wake up to."

"I bet. You're sixteen now."

"After over fifty years of being trapped in a book," Tom muttered.

Harry laughed. "You're never going to let that go, are you?"

"Nope." Tom went to kiss Harry, but Harry hopped off.

"Go brush your teeth, stinky."

Muttering under his breath, Tom swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up. There was a startled "oh!" behind him, and he turned see Harry with his eyes tightly shut, a flush creeping along his neck.

"You're naked," he mumbled.

"So I am," said Tom as if he hadn't noticed. In a way, he hadn't; he had started sleeping without any clothes on since Harry had returned to Hogwarts. It had been rather... interesting when Sirius went to wake him up one particular morning. It seemed as if Walburga Black had passed on her vocal range to at least one of her sons.

Harry's eyes were open now, but they were darting about, landing on anything and everything but Tom. "I'm— you— see you downstairs!" He bolted out of the room so fast he could have Apparated, the door slamming shut behind him.

Tom watched the door slowly swing back open for a moment before turning and grabbing a set of clothes and getting dressed. Then he went into the bathroom to brush his teeth.

Downstairs, Barty was telling Remus about the time Sirius had gone to wake Tom up.

"You should have heard him screaming," Barty said. "I thought the manor was about to fall down."

"How did Tom react?" Remus asked.

"He grabbed his wand and hexed my mouth shut," Sirius muttered.

"Which wand?" Harry said. He clapped a hand over his mouth. "Forget I said that," he mumbled as Remus whipped his head around and stared at him as if he had never seen him before.

Footsteps signaled the arrival of Tom, who was thankfully dressed. He looked at Harry's mortified face. "What did I miss?"

"Nothing," Harry said quickly. "It's your birthday, Tomalongadingdong, so let's focus on that."

"Please don't tell me you put that on the cake," Tom said.

"Nah, it's too long. Like—" He cleared his throat abruptly. "We used Tomling."

Tom rolled his eyes. Of course he would.

Sirius was practically bouncing in place. "Presents?"

"I think we should eat first," Remus said.

"Actually," Tom said thoughtfully, "food can wait."

Remus looked disgruntled, but Sirius positively beamed. "Well, you're the birthday boy, so as the Dark Lord commands."

"I'm not a lord," Tom protested as Sirius ran to get his present.

"Not yet," Bellatrix said, and Tom gave her an unamused glance.